Our love.. can I call it our love considering you never actually had feelings for me or that's what you claim. Could it be that our love was one sided this whole time, could it be that every little detail I've memorised since first moment I saw you was just part of my colourful imagination?
Since the time I can remember I've always had enough courage to speak my mind freely, especially when it comes to expressing my feelings.
I can't remember time I didn't feel like I wasn't exactly honest with myself or with the person I love. It felt like if I hadn't ever said how I felt it would've eaten me piece by piece inside.
Telling someone that's not involved with me romantically I love them was never big deal since I'm person that speaks her emotions freely but saying those three enormous words out loud to person you're convinced you could spend your life with is whole other level of difficulty.
But however life is too short to spend it regretting for things you haven't done or said. Take risks and tell everyone how you feel, it might not always be the way you specifically want it but usually it will turn out just how it's meant to be the best for you.
At the end every single end is new beginning.
Love when you're loved but love even more when you feel like you're not.